Crimson Table

It was one rainy day,

I am sitting in a five-seated round table with a white tablecloth

It seems like an outdoor party/gathering of my high school batchmates.

Here, I am sitting with five girls with unfamiliar faces

We were talking and laughing with each other and it felt like we had so much fun

Suddenly, the vibe went eerie

I got so confused when a girl stand up and brought the gun out of her small bag.

"That's not a real gun, is it? It's just a toy, right?" I asked.

There was no response.

But all I can remember is how they keep on smiling.

The girl with the gun finally speaks,

She asked everyone in that table who wanna go first

Still got no idea what was going on I heard a girl replied "Me" loudly

She wanted to go first? To what?

Then I heard gunshots

The girls that was sitting with me was all dead

She shot them in their heads one by one,

In disbelief, I couldn't move

I just froze in my seat

The girl with the gun stopped.

Is she going to shoot me too?

I heard one more gunshot

And I saw the girl with the gun laying in the floor with her head full of blood

I sit at the round table

But now, with the lifeless bodies of five girls that was with me